For Emma
Narrator:
(So apropos: saw death on a sunny snow)
(So apropos: saw death on a sunny snow)
Him:
For every life...
For every life...
Her:
Forgo the parable.
Forgo the parable.
Him:
Seek the light.
Seek the light.
Her:
...My knees are cold.
...My knees are cold.
(Running home, running home, running home, running home...)
Her:
Go find another lover;
To bring a... to string along!
Go find another lover;
To bring a... to string along!
With all your lies,
You're still very lovable.
You're still very lovable.
I toured the light; so many foreign roads for Emma, forever ago.
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